Temptation of love! Mr. Feng, Miss Chang has resigned

"Mr. Chang, if you're here today for cochlear implants, I can certainly provide a platform. I've also reflected deeply on what you said at the technical exchange meeting, but I can guarantee that a situation like that will never happen in my hospital."

"The production of cochlear implants has been discontinued," Chang Yao said honestly.

Now even if he provides the platform, he cannot produce the product himself.

The dean said, "Apart from this matter, other matters will not be considered for the time being."

"Dean, advances in robotics will also be helpful to medicine. I hope you can give me this opportunity."

The dean said sternly, "I won't joke about the lives of people in this hospital."

Chang Yao saw that his attitude was tough and that further discussion would not lead to any results: "Okay, Dean, excuse me for interrupting you."

She took the documents and went to the dean's office.

The most authoritative hospital in the province rejected her, but she was not discouraged and continued to try other hospitals.

When they finally approached the fifteenth hospital, the director's tone softened somewhat, and Han Lesong confirmed again and again: "Are you just seeing a doctor?"

"Yes, robots are only responsible for diagnosis, and we robots are very good at dealing with crying children. Dean Han, please give me a chance."

Han Lesong hesitated for a moment and said, "I can let robots come to the hospital for consultations, but I have a requirement. I need financial support from Fengyi Group. This city is so small, and large hospitals have dual control over the economy and equipment. It is very difficult for small hospitals like us to survive.

If you can convince Mr. Feng to invest in my hospital, the doctor position will be filled by your robots. You can go back and think about it. I'll be waiting for your reply at any time."

Seeing Chang Yao's hesitant expression, he deliberately said these words to test her.

When Chang Yao heard her words, her expression froze for a moment, then returned to normal: "Okay, I will report the truth to my boss."

Seeing that she agreed, Han Lesong knew that she must have contacted many hospitals before, and now only he agreed, so there was more room for negotiation on funding.

He personally sent Chang Yao to the hospital entrance: "Mr. Chang, I'm waiting for your good news."

Chang Yao smiled and nodded, then got into the car and leaned back against the chair tiredly.

The bodyguard handed water to the back: "Madam, are you going home now?"

Chang Yao picked up her phone to check the time. It was already nine o'clock in the evening and her stomach growled with hunger. Feng Yi sent her a message asking when she would reply.

She thought about going to two more hospitals, but the two closest hospitals she went to either had fewer patients than Han Lesong Hospital, or they were not eligible for hospitalization.

There is no inpatient department, so robots can only treat minor illnesses, so it is impossible for them to make breakthroughs.

She went to the convenience store, bought some bread, and returned to the car to eat some to fill her stomach before going back.

She walked into the villa, kicked off her high heels, put on slippers and walked two steps inside. She thought of something and turned back, seeing her twisted shoes. She walked back, bent down, picked up the shoes and put them neatly in the cabinet.

Feng Yi has obsessive-compulsive disorder in this regard and does not allow his home to be messy or dirty.

He heard the noise and walked over from the living room: "Are you hungry? I'll make you some noodles."

"Okay, I'll go upstairs and take a shower first." Chang Yao went upstairs tiredly.

Twenty minutes later, Chang Yao came downstairs in her pajamas without any makeup on and sat heavily on the chair.

Feng Yi looked at her and asked, "Did the talks go well?"

"It is indeed very risky to use robots in medical consultations. They trust manual labor more and dare not take risks." Chang Yao took the chopsticks, rolled up the noodles, blew them cool, and stuffed them into her mouth.

"Do you need my help?" Feng Yi asked.

"The director of Songyuan Hospital has agreed, but he needs you to invest in their hospital before he can give you a position to see patients." Chang Yao said tiredly.

Chang Yao saw that he was silent and knew his dilemma. If he invested in this hospital, it would mean that other industries would also be able to negotiate terms with them.

She took a sip of soup from her bowl and said, "I'll look for another hospital tomorrow to see if there's an internship position for me. If not, I'll invest my own money in Songyuan Hospital and I guarantee it won't affect the company."

Feng Yi said: "This internship position can be cancelled."

They also have replacements, but this robot can only be sent back to the factory for formatting.

It is easy to lose money if you invest in a hospital without knowing the business. It is better to switch to a robot for insurance.

Chang Yao felt that what he said made sense and that one should not invest blindly. She nodded to indicate that she had listened to his words.

The next day, Chang Yao went to several hospitals, but either they did not meet the standards or they were too afraid to take the risk. Chang Yao could not find a more suitable hospital.

She returned to Songyuan Hospital, thinking that if the price was right, it wouldn't matter if she lost money, so she decided to listen to the director's needs first.

The front desk called Han Lesong, and Han Lesong said to the phone: "Tell her I'm not in the hospital."

The receptionist hung up the phone and smiled politely: "Hello, our director is not in the hospital."

"Oh, okay, I'll come see the dean next time." Chang Yao nodded politely, turned and walked out.

She got into the car and the bodyguard asked, "Madam, shall we take you home now?"

"Drive the car farther away and park it where you can keep an eye on Songyuan Hospital." Chang Yao said.

How could the front desk not know whether the dean was in the hospital? If not, she wouldn't have made that call just now. She needed to find out why Han Lesong suddenly didn't want to see her.

They waited across the street from the hospital until nine o'clock in the evening, when Han Lesong slowly walked out of the hospital and got into the car.

Chang Yao said: "Follow him."

Chang Yao followed him to the door of the private club. She got out of the car and walked over to stop Han Lesong: "President Han, aren't you in the hospital? Why don't you want to see me?"

Han Lesong said flatteringly: "Boss Chang, I have my reasons."

"Dean Han, can you please tell me what your difficulties are? I came to you today with sincerity to seek cooperation." Chang Yao directly stated her purpose.

Her agreement meant that Fengyi Group was willing to continue investing in the hospital. This was a huge sum of money, and to be honest, it was hard not to be tempted. However.

Han Lesong couldn't help but say, "Boss Chang, did you offend someone outside?"

"Why do you say that?" Chang Yao asked curiously.

Han Lesong hesitated for a moment, then said, "I received a call from Mr. Yang last night. He told me that if I give you this opportunity, my hospital's supply will be cut off."

When Chang Yao heard Mr. Yang's words, she didn't react at first. Who was it?

Hearing the word "supply", Chang Yao understood and thought of Yang Liang at the industry exchange meeting.

Yang Liang is in charge of the supply of medical equipment in this city. He is someone that all the hospital directors dare not offend. Once they know who to offend, the problem will be solved.

Chang Yao said: "I understand."

Han Lesong said flatteringly, "Boss Chang, it's not that I don't want to cooperate with you, but our hospital really needs Boss Yang to survive."

If the funds are gone, we can still find ways to increase revenue and reduce expenditure, and every penny saved is a penny earned. But if the source of supply is cut off, it will be like crying out to heaven and getting no help. They consume a lot of syringes every day, and we really can't afford to offend them.